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ftos twan - fbgk كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(lorenz, don’t stop)
(ayy, good lookin’ for this, cali)

[verse]
oh, he named himself head, well, i’m tryna catch his head, blow his mind open
catch him out, if he try to run away, blow his spine open
all i wanna do is k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll ’til my time open
they said weed k!ll cells, b_tch, i blow just to keep me focused
when y’all came down my block, y’all was not blowin’
and i wasn’t even there, that’s the crazy part
tryna record everything that y’all do, y’all gotta play it smart
this b_tch really think that i’m her n_gga, we just f_ckin’, b_tch, play your part
lil’ b_tch tryna love on me, what the f_ck?
you don’t know me, lil’ b_tch, i’ll take your heart and run with it
don’t call this sh_t art, how i put it together, i have fun with it
and, b_tch, everywherе i go, you know i gotta keep my f_ckin’ gun with me
all i know is red rum when i see thе opps
and every time i send a shot, somebody gettin’ shot
b_tch, i’m top shotta, i dare a n_gga play up on my top
put an opp out with all this heat, man, i swear i made his face drop
boy, you ain’t got no aim, shootin’ towards the ground
he got a limp when he walk, i know he keep a frown
we the ones turned the beef up when they seen they mans on the ground
talkin’ all that rah_rah sh_t and got his b_tch ass fanned down
in this rap sh_t, y’all whole camp can’t f_ck with me, hands down
and how y’all claim y’all some opps and y’all fanned out?
free gang, i can’t wait ’til they let my mans out
broke_ass n_gga, you’ll never see me askin’ for a handout
i’m top shotta, n_ggas know what’s up with me, boy
try me, n_gga, you gon’ d_i_e, boy
run up, get blown down thinkin’ sh_t sweet, boy
you need to chill the f_ck out, you can never be me, boy
the boys out, b_tch, and i’m still ridin’ with it
thought he was a certified tweaker, how he die with it?
b_tch_ass n_gga tried to duck the shots, still hit him
long live tay, shootin’ a 27, make the opps still feel him
i’m tryna get some sh_t crackin’, n_gga, tell the opps pop out
before i pull up, i’m tryna see if i’m hangin’ out or hoppin’ out
f_ck n_ggas, let me catch you tryna chill, then i’m hoppin’ out
we caught ’em with they pants down the worst way, so we had to box ’em out
i’m tryna figure out who want smoke, tell ’em come with it
b_tch, i’m ready for anything, b_tch, i’m done with it
n_ggas wanna rap like me, y’all my sons, n_gga
they was hatin’ on me, now i’m in my bag, b_tch, i’m that one n_gga
if you see me out, b_tch, i don’t talk much
they was sleepin’ on me, now it’s time to turn the notch up
you only drove to the store, now you claim you on an opp hunt
b_tch, i’m a humble_ass n_gga, boy, i ain’t gotta stunt, it’s facts
it’s tay mafia, b_tch, we turn opps to a pack
b_tch, i’m really turnt for real, they can’t face the fact
on bullsh_t if you see me up in all black
got a four_nick on me, this four_five’ll push a n_gga sh_t back
high as f_ck, these dead n_ggas pushed my sh_t back
try me and get your stupid ass gift_wrapped
b_tch_ass n_gga, once he dead, you can’t get him back
n_gga, go and step, b_tch_ass n_gga, you need to get some get_back
don’t call my phone, i ain’t tryna talk, b_tch
the beef on, this ain’t work, i ain’t callin’ off
the way i shoot this arp, b_tch, it’s like it’s tryna talk
i ain’t worried ’bout no n_gga touchin’ me, these n_ggas cotton soft
n_ggas always sneak dissin’ to the hoes, they need to knock it off
g_y_ass n_gga
stay safe before you end up in the past, n_gga
oh, you mad, n_gga?
catch you out and send shots and make you run fast, n_gga

- ftos twan

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